Our primal instincts work for us naturally without us asking, why? I wonder at times why we don't play on these actions when it comes to our sexual wants or fantasies? Our fantasies have became predetermined just as the word provokes. Fantasy! Not primal instinct. But due to our natural sides that exist in all of us we tend to cover up those very wants and tell ourselves that it is only a fantasy. My story begins.
I live in a two story condominium complex. On the second floor of the unit I live in,there is a balcony off my bedroom that opens up to a common area below. The complex encompasses the shared common area. All units being the same in design.
One particular warm evening I was looking outside and could see that a full moon was slowly appearing in it's brightest moment. Shining with a lucid form of lighting as the beams captured faint outlines.
During a full moon, I noticed I tend to feel more sexual in this primal way. I want to feel the presence of what the moon gives off. That pull of gravity that seems to reach deep into my female world.
I had already undressed for the evening and was getting ready for bed when I had decided to step out and feel the mood of the evening. Standing there on my balcony, naked, I could feel the warmth of the evening. A gentle warm wind blew against me as I could feel the touch of it as it feathered across my nipples. Immediately, they erected in a way that was so erotic that I had to stay in it's gentle touches. I started to feel that arousal of pleasure swelling up inside of me and couldn't resist but to bring my hand down slowly between my legs. That erotic feeling of nature playing on my natural instincts.
I parted my legs slightly so that I could glide my fingers closer to the opening of my feminine genital. My clit already hardening from the touch of my fingers. It excited me being outdoors and not knowing or even caring if anyone was watching. I wanted the naturalness of this sexual arousal. I continued to rub on my clit as I worked up the juices and felt the wetness on my fingers.
I happened to look across the open area and noticed that there was a man standing out on his balcony.
I could only make out the shadows of his body and to my surprise could see he too was in the nude. He had been watching me play with myself. I got a bit flustered at first but regained my self control of this playful event that I was enjoying, so proceeded on. Letting my fingers insert into my wet pussy I started this bit of movement with my body so that he could see my own excitement build up. I looked towards him again and could see that he now held his cock in his hand. He too, took upon this situation and used it for his own self gratification. That acknowledgement alone, got me even more intoxicated with the thought of a stranger watching me please myself, as he did the same.
The pace of my fingers going deep into me and knowing I had a spectator peaked my excitement even more and I thrust them quicker and deeper inside of me. Eyeing him in the distance moon light, I had wished he was there with me to thrust his own hardness in me. I could feel my peak of ecstasy rising as the two emotions swelled up in me. The emotion of being watched and the emotion of the pleasure. I then took my other hand and rubbed on my clit as the other continued to find that inner delightful spot.
The emotion of ecstasy was ready to burst through. I came so deep that it felt as if my legs were going to give out on me. My fingers were so wet with one of the most fantastic orgasms I had experienced. I looked over at my unknown spectator and could tell, he too had cum.
Mmmmm. I wondered, what does his cum taste like, as my tongues went to my lips.
I walked back into my condo, without a look back, and went to bed. Slept well that evening.
A few days passed by as I started wondering about my new found stranger. Hadn't seen him outside on the balcony. I would curiously look out some evenings thinking, would I see him again?
